Thursday, October 28, 2004

Red Sox Win the World Series

Hell has officially frozen over.

Friday, October 22, 2004

A Marriage Made in...Uh...Heck

Clinton Eyes UN Secretary General Post: Indeed. Clinton and the united Nations deserve each other. I'm sure Hillary is having kittens right about now, too, with him being back on the world stage. Can you image a 2009 where Hillary is president and Bill is running the UN? I shudder to think.

Seriously, as much as the United States is hated worldwide, I never expected an American to srve as Secretary General. If any American could, it would be Clinton. he won't have the backing of the Bush Administration, but I expect Clinton to quash any Asian candidate, even if it is their turns.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

I Feel Old

Today is Carie Fisher's 48th birthday.

Like Tanya Tucker,she looks like she's aged about a million years by snorting enough cocaine to get Miami Vice through nine seasons, but like most guys my age, the first time i noticed girls was when she donned the slave girl bikini in Return of the jedi. For that, Ms Fisher, I and every other red-blooded American boy salute you.
A Characteristically Gentle Reminder of How The World Works

Pontius Pilate : My boy, I've heard such ideas, a long time ago. They are dreams--beautiful dreams, I know, but dreams nonetheless.

Flavius: Was it a dream that once I knew a man who said "Love thy neighbor as thyself"?

Marcus : There never was such a man, I tell you.

Pontius Pilate : Don't lie to him, Marcus. There was such a man.

Flavius: What happened to him?

Pontius Pilate : I crucified Him.

A scene from The Last Days of Pompeii, written by Merrian C. Cooper.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Classy Porn?

Someone actually found my blog by serching for "Inez Tennenbaum miniskirt." I don't know how that happened, but whoever typed that in has got issues. That woman has more miles on her thanEastern Airlines. Speaking of issues, Jim DeMint has the right idea on most of them--especially a national sales tax to replace our current system. Vote Demint for Senate, not Tennenbaum.

Thursday, October 14, 2004


I still haven't said much about my medical status, either, have I? I used to be such a dependable fellow. Tsk. I'm going to assume you can read between the lins a good bit at this point and figure out this isn't the year of wine and roses for me. There really isn't much i can say right now. i have to make at least one very big decision and my family and I have decided to wait until after the holidays and my birthday to make it, unless disaster strikes. Currently, i am in a holding pattern. We'll see wat happens from there.
Now Hear This

Ladies and gentlemen, boya and girls, children of all ages: what you may take for specific bitterness towards any particuar individual is actually a cynicism regarding the entire human race. there is no need to be individualy offended, if anyone in fact is.

Monday, October 04, 2004

Promises, Promises

I know i said I was going to elaborate on my health status. That will not be this entry. I'maving a tough time putting all my thoughts into words because, frankly, I've never been in a hole I couldn't dig myself out of until now. I have noted an increased number of visitors have searched for diverticuliyis and found their way here. Thus i feel a certain obligation to chronicle things accurately. Which i will do.

At some point.
Promises, Promises

I know i haven't written about my medical status like I said i would. It isn't going to be in this post, either. I've been sort of drifting in recent days, thinking about, well, most everything. It is difficult to arrange it all into a few paragraphs for passersby to digest. I'll work on that.

Oh, and I note an increased number of vistors have come to my blog by searching for diverticulitis (or divaticulitis, as most of them spell it. Sounds like soething Celine Dion would contract.) Welcome. I wish I could be more encouraging, but it appears I have an incredibly aggressive strain. It's not always that way, i just have astoundingly bad luck. Take heart.